I want you to meet Micah. He’s one week old today, and he’s pretty much perfect. He is Oliver‘s little brother and is bringing such joy amidst the sorrow. Here is what I know about him: he was big for a newborn, but is still tiny compared with grown up people. His hair looks light from some angles and dark from others, we don’t know which way it’s going to go. He likes eating and sleeping (although not always at night time) and he’s good at filling nappies. He found his voice pretty quickly and it is loud. He’s pretty amenable to being cuddled and oohed and aahed over which is handy as he’s adorable so attracts lots of that sort of behaviour! And I am completely smitten with him already, talk about love at first sight.